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Supernatural : Drabble
Feb. 22nd, 2008 12:47 pmTitle: Plaything
Rating: G
Pairing: Sam and 3:12 spoiler [gen]
Disclaimer: fic tion / the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining
Author's Note: Originally there was a park and a dream and Sam realizing what needed to be done - what he had to do but I can't write for shit so instead ... There's this.
She says, "Come play with me."
He says, "I'm not going to play with you."
She grins at him and asks again.
He glares and refuses again.
She says, "Sam."
He says, "I'm not a plaything."
She stomps her feet and threatens to kill a bunch of innocent people - Bobby included.
He starts reciting Latin.
She says, "Dean only has a couple of months left."
He says, "I know."
She sits cross legged on the floor drawing patterns with her fingertips.
He watches her carefully.
She says, "I know who holds the contract to Dean's soul. Do you, Sam?"
He says, "No, I don't."
She says, "Come play with me."
Rating: G
Pairing: Sam and 3:12 spoiler [gen]
Disclaimer: fic tion / the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining
Author's Note: Originally there was a park and a dream and Sam realizing what needed to be done - what he had to do but I can't write for shit so instead ... There's this.
She says, "Come play with me."
He says, "I'm not going to play with you."
She grins at him and asks again.
He glares and refuses again.
She says, "Sam."
He says, "I'm not a plaything."
She stomps her feet and threatens to kill a bunch of innocent people - Bobby included.
He starts reciting Latin.
She says, "Dean only has a couple of months left."
He says, "I know."
She sits cross legged on the floor drawing patterns with her fingertips.
He watches her carefully.
She says, "I know who holds the contract to Dean's soul. Do you, Sam?"
He says, "No, I don't."
She says, "Come play with me."
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